There are three mountains in Holy Spirit Mountain, and the distance between the three mountains spans thousands of meters.
In the middle of the night, under the cool moonlight, Su Yin, dressed in a long black dress, and Wuming stood at the foot of the back mountain, looking at the pavilions on the top of the mountain.
"Let's go. Regardless of whether it's Yu Wensheng or not, it's better to go and confirm first."
Seeing the panic look in Su Yin's eyes, Wuming jumped out of the way, his figure was like a bolt of lightning, and he was in the darkness of the night.
A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and there were too many emotions that could not be explained clearly in that smile.
Just like what Wuming said, only by confirming whether the man in red was Yu Wensheng could her heart calm down.
Following Wuming, the two of them headed to the mountain behind the Holy Spirit Mountain.
The architecture on the back mountain is very special, with independent pavilions standing here.
Because the mountain behind Holy Spirit Mountain is at a very high altitude, you can vaguely see misty clouds under the moonlight.
"careful."
The moment Su Yin took the first step, Wuming hurriedly took Su Yin's hand and hid it in the darkness.
A pair of disciples from Holy Spirit Mountain walked over, lighting up the surrounding area with torches in their hands.
"It's so dangerous. The back mountain doesn't have to be the front mountain and the middle mountain. There are many experts here, so be careful."
Wuming let go of his hand, and the remaining warmth in his hand caused a ripple in Wuming's heart.
But the person who caused the ripples didn't even focus on him.
Under the mask, Wuming looked at Su Yin in front of him.
"Let's go."
Wu Ming and Su Yin searched for a while in the pavilion on the back mountain, but could not find any sign of Yu Wensheng.
There were a total of eighteen houses, and Su Yin checked every one of them carefully, but there was no man in red.
The hope in her heart gradually cooled, and Su Yin stood on the cliff of the back mountain, looking at the huge Holy Spirit Mountain.
Yuwensheng, is he really not here?
"Su Yin, maybe he is waiting for you in a certain corner now. Don't despair, you will definitely find him."
Wuming looked at the lonely and lost figure, and wanted to reach out and hold the woman in front of him in his arms to comfort her emotions.
But his hands paused in mid-air, looking at the helpless woman in black under the moonlight, Wuming finally just stood behind Su Yin.
"I'll definitely find it."
"Who are you?"
At this time, a voice echoed in the ears of Wuming and Su Yin. Following the voice, Su Yin turned around and looked over. A man in red looked at the two in confusion.
"Yuwen——Sheng."
Su Yin's eyes widened, looking at the man in red who suddenly appeared in front of him, that familiar face, that face that every woman would miss.
Isn’t it Yu Wensheng!
"Yu Wensheng, Yu Wensheng——'
Jumping up, Su Yin turned around and threw herself into Yu Wensheng's arms, hugging Yu Wensheng's waist tightly. Su Yin kept murmuring Yu Wensheng's name.
She finally found Yu Wensheng.
Tears welled up in his eyes, dripping down his cheeks and onto his clothes.
Su Yin raised his head and looked at the puzzled face under the moonlight.
"This girl, who are you?"
There was confusion, doubt, and wariness in his eyes.
The man in red pushed Su Yin away and kept a certain distance from Su Yin.
"Yu Wensheng - it's me, I'm Su Yin!"
After being pushed away by Yu Wensheng, Su Yin looked into those unfamiliar eyes, tears welling up——
wrong!
Not Yu Wensheng.
"Aren't you Yu Wensheng?"
Su Yin took a step back, why!
Why is there a man so similar to Yu Wensheng in time?